Monday, August 11, 2008
Don't Get Too Comfy
The Bishop came over yesterday afternoon to "get to know our family." HA. After the usual small talk, he started in on the "so what kind of callings have you held before?" direction. Of course, Roger listed his off without hesitation. And, unlike my usual self, I actually 'fessed up to mine, but qualified it with a "I really just like to be behind the piano. It keeps me safe from lots of other things." The Bishop seemed to get a kick out of that. It would seem that they had actually come over to extend callings to us (they're getting so sneaky) and mine was for Primary Pianist. HOORAY!! I know that we don't get to choose how we serve, but if I did, that would be my pick everytime. No preparation, no speaking in front of people, and I get to make faces at my kids. What's better than that? Then is was Roger's turn. He didn't seem too concerned, since he doesn't have all the phobias I do. He would be comfortable anywhere, except for a big organization that has never been on his radar. Scouts. Just the sound of the word made him shiver. Webelos Pack Leader. Huh? "What do you do with that?" Roger asked, looking in my direction. "Don't look at me- I had sisters!" (sorry Benjamin). Camping, knot tying, pinewood derbys. "But I don't know anything about that stuff," he protested. Well, Brother Wisor, it looks like you'll soon be learning.